Collecting Rent From All Realms, Even Empresses Must Pay Tribute
Ch. 93 - What's It Got to Do With Me?

Even Wang Yanran hadn't expected the near Level 5 Ghost King to have half of its body destroyed so easily by Ye Chuan. And Ye Chuan hadn't even used any special techniques, just a simple counterattack.

"Impossible! Impossible!" The Ghost King roared, its ghostly Qi swirling around it, causing the surrounding furniture to tremble.

"Senior, it's trying to forcefully break through!" Wang Yanran warned, noticing this.

Ye Chuan wasn't too concerned. Let it break through, it still wouldn't reach the Foundation Establishment realm.

And besides…

His Chaotic Indestructible Body was immune to spells and law-based attacks, the perfect counter to ghosts.

The Ghost King's blood-soaked clothes turned a darker shade of red. As it frantically absorbed the surrounding ghostly Qi, it successfully reached Level 5.

Its previously destroyed body regenerated, and it let out a sinister laugh. 

"I've never had such a wonderful start! A hundred miles of ghosts cheer for me!"

The surroundings darkened as the Ghost King lunged at Ye Chuan again, enveloped in a gust of yin wind!

It extended its claws, wreathed in black mist, cold and sinister.

But in the next second, the Ghost King froze as Ye Chuan reached out and grabbed its wrist. 

Suppressed by his spiritual energy, the Ghost King's twisted body couldn't move.

Feeling Ye Chuan's spiritual power, the Ghost King finally realized the massive gap in their strength.

"I-impossible! Your power… how can you be so strong? How old are you?"

It struggled, but couldn't break free from Ye Chuan's grip, and started begging for mercy. 

"Please, spare me… I didn't recognize your greatness…"

"I'm so pitiful… I was trafficked as a child… after I got married, thieves broke into my house, killed my husband, and stole my child… I was an ordinary person, but they locked me in this mental hospital, and the director… he defiled me… He killed me and buried me under the floorboards… I hate… I hate them so much… I truly hate them…"

The Ghost King started weeping tears of blood, recounting its tragic past. Even Lan Xiaoke felt a pang of sympathy.

So pitiful, much worse than choking to death on instant noodles.

No wonder it became a Ghost King.

"Senior, don't believe its lies!" Wang Yanran quickly said. Deception was a common tactic used by ghosts.

Ye Chuan looked at the Ghost King, a hint of pity in his eyes. "If what you say is true, then you are indeed quite pitiful."

"Waaah, waaaah~"

"But it has nothing to do with me."

"Waaah… huh?" The Ghost King's sobbing abruptly stopped, its blood-red eyes staring blankly at Ye Chuan.

That wasn't right, wasn't he supposed to show some sympathy?

"You've already killed that director, right?" Ye Chuan's divine sense had detected a soul among the wandering ghosts that resembled the director. 

Judging from its mangled form, the Ghost King had tortured him before killing him.

"I'll kill you!!!!!" the Ghost King roared at Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan released his spiritual power, and in the next second, the Ghost King's body exploded!

Only its head remained, rolling on the ground and wailing.

"Seal!" Wang Yanran immediately slapped a talisman onto the Ghost King's head, then took out a small, white porcelain bottle and sucked the head inside.

The Ghost King being reduced to just a head was, of course, Ye Chuan's doing. After all, Wang Yanran's request was to capture the Ghost King.

"Phew, finally caught this thing," Wang Yanran said, relieved. She had been surprised that the Level 4 Ghost King had become a Level 5, but it was a welcome bonus.

"Thank you, senior."

"Money," Ye Chuan said.

"Huh? Oh." Wang Yanran immediately took out her phone and transferred the money. 

The remaining payment was supposed to be four hundred thousand, but she transferred eight hundred thousand.

"Why did you transfer so much?" Ye Chuan asked, seeing the amount. Wang Yanran had already paid the deposit.

"Senior, a Level 5 Ghost King is different from a Level 4. This is an extra reward," Wang Yanran explained.

Ye Chuan shook his head. "We agreed on four hundred thousand, transfer another four hundred thousand, and I'll return the eigh."

"Huh? Okay." Wang Yanran hadn't expected Ye Chuan to be so principled and immediately transferred another four hundred thousand.

Ye Chuan nodded, seeing the forty thousand arrive, and put away his phone.

"My card has a transfer limit. Consider that eight hundred thousand a membership fee. You can contact me for any future ghost-catching or people-beating needs. I'll give you a 20% discount."

Wang Yanran was stunned.

This… this didn't seem right.

Her 1.2 million yuan, just gone like that?

But considering the importance of maintaining a good relationship with Ye Chuan, and his overwhelming strength, she didn't dwell on it. 

Although it was her allowance, as long as she kept in contact with Ye Chuan, it wasn't a problem.

And with Ye Chuan's backing, her status in the family would surely rise.

She was even a bit grateful that she had contacted him.

"Can this little bottle really contain a Ghost King?" Ye Chuan asked, looking at the small porcelain bottle in Wang Yanran's hand.

"The Ghost King is severely injured, it can't escape," Wang Yanran said. Although her sealing bottle was only meant for Level 4 Ghost Kings, it could still contain a heavily injured Level 5.

The Ghost King was extremely weak, barely clinging to life.

"But I don't understand why Uncle Wang came here, and why he was devoured by the Ghost King," Wang Yanran shook her head. 

She didn't have any feelings for her uncle, but he was still a member of the Wang family, so she had to report this to the family.

"Mm."

As they left the psychiatric hospital, the Wang family members who were waiting outside approached them. 

Seeing Ye Chuan and Wang Yanran return so quickly, they thought they had given up.

After all, it was a Level 4 Ghost King, and both Ye Chuan and Wang Yanran were too young.

"The Ghost King has been subdued. Report this to the family," Wang Yanran said, holding up the small bottle.

The Wang family members looked at each other.

Wait, subdued?

How was that possible?

Ye Chuan and Wang Yanran hadn't been inside for very long.

"Thanks to this senior's help, the Ghost King was instantly killed, it couldn't even fight back," Wang Yanran explained. 

The others gasped and looked at Ye Chuan with newfound respect.

Instantly killed?

A Level 4 Ghost King? 

"And one more thing, the Ghost King devoured Wang Li, report that as well," Wang Yanran said. "After devouring him, it reached Level 5."

"...?!"